Good evening.
I believe I have a reservation.
The maître d’ smiles softly. “Let me show you to your table, Mr. Z3k3. Please follow me, sir.”
Good evening, Z3k3. Sorry I was a few minutes late.
No worries, Gil. I only sat down four minutes ago and have not even decided on an appetizer yet.
We can pick one — or perhaps two — together now.
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